It Doesn't Get Better Than This......

I have been hounded over the last several days that people are asking and wondering how we are doing. I haven't had much time or energy to write about what sort of trouble we have gotten ourselves into. But I want to assure you that this will be for sure the best summer of my life. My kids are great and having a blast. I need to grow up and quit living vicariously through them. (Yeah! Whatever) I will give everyone a full update by Tuesday. Until then..... have a great weekend. Is it the weekend? :)

P.S The picture is of me in our Team Uniform.

Ready For Take Off

With less than 24 hours until take off, the kids are showing a similar excitement that resembles the night before Christmas. I am a few days behind schedule, due to a last minute visit from my long lost Cousin Eddie, and a wild 4th of July weekend on Lummi Island. We are now ready for our summer abroad. The Ex (my RV) is loaded up and ready to hit the road. Without the help of good friends and family, I don't know if this trip would have been possible. Or at least we would be doing some major improvising. My Dad and brother fixed a few broken water pipes. I obviously didn't winterize up to freezing standards. And my good friend Greg fixing a broken valve in the shitter, which must have also froze. ;)

Summer has been full of so much excitement thus far, I can't believe there will be more fun to be had. Everyone keeps asking how long we will be gone. My answer to that....... 'good thing I have tickets to the Jack Johnson concert on August 24th, otherwise we may not come back.'

Wish me luck!

As summer is nearing and my calendar is labeled with the count down for the last day of school, the kids and I are preparing for our summer adventure. Every spring we kick off the season with 'Livin Like Indians Day". This happens on opening day of trout season and it is surrounded with a style that Indian's would have lived by. Or at least the concept of. Dawson went to the Motocross races in Seattle that afternoon, so my nephew took his place.

We have named our plans to RV all summer, "Boondock or Die". Since my last post a few things have happened. For starters, 99% of my belongings are now boxed up and in storage. The other 1% is scattered between the homes of friends, family and an ex-husband. We decided to move out of our house a month early to see how well we can actually improvise. It probably seems a bit on the vagabond side, but we are loving it.

Our plans to leave 3 days after school gets out has been postponed due to an invitation I received for a wedding. I could have easily refused to take notice to the dainty scribble that littered my new P.O. Box. Yet my Mother feels it is necessary for me to make an appearance at this formal ritual. An event that will be full of individuals of kinship, so grateful to a union of two people that is meant to be true, valid and accurate. I will grudgingly concede and attend to free myself of allegation or blame. I on the other hand would rather attend the the divorce party or second marriage.

This has pushed our departure date to the week of July 7th. Which isn't so bad for my kids. This will offer them more time to earn more money for the trip. For those of you who think I am going to finance, not only my own summer fun, but my kids as well..... think again! They each have able working bodies, they can conger up their own cash. So they have all come up with their own semi-legit business's. Coralyn has taken it upon herself to dig up some of my Mom's perennials and selling them at the end of her driveway. As if Grandma would never catch on to the 2 picnic table benches littered with plants next to the split rail fence at her mailbox. But hell... I'm not gonna stop her. She made 18 bucks in a day and a half.

As for the money earning tactics of the boys...... Well- I will keep that to myself in order to save them any grief from the Fish and Wildlife Enforcement Agency.

Life has been so fun and exciting in the last two months and I can't hardly wait until summer.

I don't know where I'm going.................. but I know I'm on my way!!!!

RV America

As many of you know, I have spoken of a retired lifestyle that includes me, a dog and possibly a 13 year old adopted Ethiopian child, gallivanting across America in an RV. Leaving behind years of fond memories and many friends and family to seek out an adventure that will include boondocking and RV clubs.

I woke up one morning soon after my divorce with Joe was final and I saw a brief moment of my life was passing in front of me. For the first time I had to think about what I would do once my children where grown and moved out of the house. I was no longer romancing the thought of spending my life with the one I love. I had to replace that with spending my later years with the company of myself. And that is when I saw myself cruising across America in an RV.

The last several months I have found myself to be caught up in a monotonous round of theatrical drama and demanding relationships with friends and family. I have been surrounded by people who seem to rely on me for mental, emotional and social support. A constant demand for my attention and time. With no redeeming or reformed conclusion to any of these relationships, it has lead me to dismiss these individuals who seek an advantage or gain from my relationship with them. It has exhausted me to a length that I decided to put my belongings in storage and load up the RV for a summer adventure. Just me and my kids. This will be an experience that my children will carry with them throughout their life. And give me the time to reflect on my life and how I will proceed come fall.

So this summer when you see a KOA....... think of me.